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Baldrech howls in pain as the sticky contents of the fire pot burn the skin on his neck and his wild mane. He tries to ignore the sting of his wound, keeping an eye out for signs of the duergar's passage -- flattened grass, bending branches, footprints, etc. The shifter maintains a defensive posture, both swords cutting at the air around him. . .
Baldrech whirls around furiously, slashing at the lizard with both of his swords, but again, the blades bounce harmlessly off the creatures thick hide.
Seeing the trouble that Anarak is in, Baldrech curses, drops his bow and advances towards the lizard. As he does so, he draws both his swords lashes out with them at the reptile. "Who am I to get between fighting lizards," he mutters beneath his breath.
Baldrech looses another arrow at kobold 6.
Baldrech keeps keeps his sights trained on the nearest kobold as he knocks another arrow. He also takes a quick glance at the stone, trying to determine whether it bears the markings that might identify it as one of the stones the party is searching for "Drop your weapons and your miserable lives will be spared -- that was just a warning shot," growls the surly shifter.
After inspecting the trail for a half hour or so, Baldrech returns in mid-feast. He raises an eyebrow, surprised to find this kind of camaraderie developing between his companions and the fish people. He sniffs at the air, clearly suspicious of the food that has been laid out by the strange creatures. "Vel, Kia, have you learned much during the time was away? The trail goes up for a ways, but no one has travelled upon it recently... As a matter of fact, the only tracks I did notice seem to have been made by these fish folk... so it's safe to guess that they may know what we may stumble across inland... But what exactly are these fish folk, anyway?"
Realizing that the ritual and first encounter with the fish people could take some time, and that the strange beings pose no threat, the restless shifter decides to occupy himself with other tasks. "While you're busy making friends with the locals, I'll scout ahead up the trail..."
Baldrech feels uncomfortable with his role in the ritual -- perhaps with arcane magic itself? He watches the scene quietly, completely paralyzed...
Whiteclaw certainly is your run of the mill gnoll, thinks Baldrech in wonder as his hyena-like companion urges pacifism, and that walking lizard is acting like a buffoon... how did Whiteclaw ever get entrusted to him?. The shifter keeps looking at the unfolding scene silently, with interest.
"Fish people?" mutters Baldrech to himself as he stands outside the wreck with weapons drawn. Clearly not inclined to trust these strange beings that he has yet to see with his own eyes, he takes a cautious step back, ready to pounce should the encounter result in violence.
Seeing his companions rummaging around the longship, Baldrech grumbles to himself, draws both his longswords, and approaches the beached vessel, waiting to see what the others unearth and ready for the worst. "Stay put, Whiteclaw, this shouldn't take long..."
Baldrech takes Bifrost's scrawled note, looks at it briefly, then grunts his acknowlegement to the captain. He takes his place at an oar, and having little experience in small crafts at sea, does his best to follow the instructions given by his comrades. .
Baldrech, who had been standing alone on deck during most of the discussion, enters the cabin as Anarak looks from Kia to him. One longsword hangs at his waist, another is sheathed on his back. The black-maned man gazes at his assembled comrades with a strange look that suggests a mixture of amusement and annoyance. "Fear not, lizard, for I have the stealth you're wanting... I'm fast, and I'll gladly scout ahead... ALONE..." He speaks in a a quiet voice, emphasizing only the last words as he eyes Kia defiantly.
If I read it correctly, shifters are to lycanthropes what tieflings are to fiends (i.e., someone a few branches up my family tree was a lycanthrope).
Baldrech stands by himself on deck, watching the last rays of sun fade beyond the horizon as the wind whips through his black mane. The somewhat ferral-looking man breathes the brine in deeply while losing himself in private thoughts. Hroaldr, what have you up your sleeve, you crazy old fool? And am I the greater fool for having accepted to come on this journey, with a crowd of strangers? And why was Whiteclaw entrusted to that walking lizard... have I given you cause to lose faith in me?"
"Old friend, how long have you known that these stones are out there, and why need you these runes traced now? Why do no members of your order accompany us on the journey, if it is so important?"
I'm happy with the hooks, thanks. How many days is this expedition supposed to be? I'll buy 5 or 10 days worth of rations, depending on anticipated length of the journey, I'll get myself some of that cider, and if no one has rope, I may take a coil of that as well. My original gear purchase (see profile) included two sunrods... is that acceptable? EDIT: my 10 invisible castle initiative rolls are up in my profile. Feel free to make additional rolls on my behalf, if necessary... As for preferred play style. As long as there is significant interaction between the PCs (given the few NPCs), I should be okay. I'm not big on hack and slash gaming, and find that constant and drawn out battles can quickly become boring in a PbP. That having been said, like anyone, I do enjoy a good battle. I guess balance is the key (and I realize that whether "balance" has or has not been achieved will depend on each player's taste). Bottom line: it's a one shot. Do what you think feels right, and I'm sure that we can all manage to have fun and learn a thing or two about the new system...
I'm back from the wilderness...
Ready.
Alright, I'm ready to go... Background has been posted... Can't say that I've had much time to read all the rules, but I'll figure those out as we play... Thanks again for your patience, everyone (was I the lone straggler?).
Hey Evil, My stats are finally up... thanks for your patience! Although I have some background/personality ideas, I haven't written any of them down yet. How are shifters perceived by the other races in the area? I initially would have liked for them to be rare and feared/mistrusted, but Karin's shifter-human population mix suggests that shifters are quite common and generally accepted by humans (if not other races)... Anyway, I'll make adjustments once I get a bit more direction from you...
Arggghhh! I spent the better part of an hour entering my profile info, and lost it!!! It's nearly midnight now, so will try again tomorrow... sorry again for the delay (I knew I should have "copied" before submitting!!!)! |
